I entered life an accidental tourist.My mother’s body served an eviction notice,But I ignored it and burrowed deeperInto placental warmth.My twin, however, weaker,Entered the world a clotted, bloody,Gelatinous mess on the white tileOf a bathroom floor.The doctor told the man,Who wasn’t really my fatherBut thought himself to be,There was still a heartbeat,Still a baby left. I … Continue reading accidental tourist – Annette Kalandros
